“The answer is the s—”
“Open the door,” Royle commanded.
“Sir?”
Royle met the eyes of the guard. “I said, open the door.”
“But—”
Royle grabbed the keys from the guard and held it up. “Which one is it?”
The guard glanced at his bearded companion. He scratched his head. “The one with the flowers. But, I don’t think—”
Royle knocked on the door and didn’t wait for Misa to answer. “I’m coming in, Misa. You have some explaining to do.”
He shoved the key into the door and unlocked it. Before he opened the door, he threw the keychain to the guard and said, “I suggest you take a break for a while. Don’t stray too far. I won’t be long.”
The guards exchanged glances, but when Royle barked another order, they nodded and scurried away. Royle slipped into
